why is it that whenever someone dies and you leave the house you expect everyone to know? you expect them to be just as depressed and broken as you but that never happens. I seriously almost flipped shit at this lady for asking me if my day was as glorious as hers. I glared and walked away if you are wondering. Ima beat deaths ass one day for ruining my life. fuck him.
Posted on Wednesday, 11 August 2010
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